Ye Beicheng sat on the sofa, looking at the quiet elegant eyes of the book for a moment, so focused, so quiet, like a light flower, hands and feet emit charming charm.

"Can you really sit down and read while I'm sitting next to you?" Ye Beicheng couldn't help asking.

"Well, yes..." Quietly nodding, his eyes did not shift to him.

Ye Beicheng looked at her calm look and felt like an unknown fire burning slowly.

A moment later, he said again, "Aren't you tired after watching it for so long? Take a break and talk to me."

"I'm not tired. It's interesting to see. If you want to talk,...